On the hillside, a team of civilians mixed with Qing soldiers covered half of the mountainside, and the sound of the Taiping army became more and more sparse. On the contrary, the sound of the Qing army's guns from the bottom of the slope became more and more intensive. The Qing army learned the lesson of the failure of the previous attack, and they mastered the trick of the Taiping army's rotation as quickly as possible, and more than 2,000 Han troops under the Dingnan Domain were divided into several units, with 30 to 40 people as a group, and they kept putting guns on the slope, until the Taiping army hiding behind the fortifications could not raise their heads.

Groups of civilians were forced or led by the Qing soldiers to continue to rush towards the Taiping fortifications on the slopes, and behind them, thousands of auxiliaries continued to move the piled up corpses away, opening up a road that was flat enough for the Qing army to follow.

Looking down from the top of the hill, you can see three flat avenues, and unlike the wooden passage on the back hill, the road in front of the hill is paved with corpses. Countless pitfalls and obstacles that could have taken human lives were filled with corpses and lost their original purpose.

Zhao Xiaomei cried and cried under the drive of the Qing soldiers to jump over the trench filled with countless corpses, her upper body was not an inch, but her lower body was surrounded by a rag, so that her body had no secret at all.

There was no blood on the little sister's body, but it was covered with blood below the knee, and the sticky one couldn't be wiped off. The sight before her didn't allow her to bend down to wipe anything, she only knew that she was walking forward. Sometimes, Xiaomei wanted to stop, but the people who came up behind her made her unable to help, even if she just wanted to stop and take a breath.

A lot of people died, and without anyone else's words, Xiaomei also knew, because she saw the corpses that came all the way. She had searched the pile of corpses with her eyes, and she was terrified to see her familiar faces inside. It's pitiful, until now, the little sister hasn't seen a familiar face. Of course, this may have something to do with the fact that the dead people's faces were stained with mud and blood.

There were still dead people on the slope ahead, and Xiaomei saw many people rolling down from the mountain, some men and some women. When she climbed a fence-lined slope with difficulty, the little sister suddenly screamed "ah", and she didn't know whether to cover her eyes or her mouth, because she saw a familiar face at her feet looking at her unyieldingly.

That was her third brother, the third brother who loved her the most, and said in tears that he would take her back.

Zhao Xing's body became part of the road leading to the hillside, and his body was firmly nailed to the ground by iron nails and bamboo spears. Countless men and women stepped over his corpse, just to be the next corpse to pave the way. Zhao Xing's eyes didn't close until he died, because he was unwilling.

The little sister couldn't even squat down and touch the third brother's face, and the people behind her kept squeezing her forward.

The women had no choice but to squeeze, and they had to move forward, because the Qing soldiers behind them were not whipping them forward, but slashing them with knives. Even if it was just one step slower, the Qing soldiers would not hesitate to slash and kill. In the past and now, the Qing soldiers have never taken pity on the jade, just as their admirals have treated these people and women as cannon fodder to consume each other's medicine, and these Qing soldiers have also never looked at these women who may have been humiliated under them a few hours ago.

As long as there is a knife in their hands, women are not a rare thing, and if they die in this batch, as long as the Qing soldiers are willing, they can immediately get another batch. It's a big deal to spend a lot of effort to collect it. Not far from Liujiang, last year, the Qing soldiers drove more than 7,000 women who had played enough, whose bodies were also broken, and who were sick into the river. At that time, the Liujiang River was cut off.

At the foot of the mountain, the artillery of the Qing soldiers was still rumbling. Overhead, from time to time, cannons flew by. On the mountain, the cannon sound of the Ming soldiers was almost inaudible.

The little sister was sluggish with a bone-like heartache, as if she had been drained of her soul, and she was carried by the crowd that forced her forward and continued to walk up the slope. More than a dozen feet in front of her, a group of Qing soldiers were frantically slashing and killing men and women who did not dare to move forward because of fear.

One after another, men and women were cut down to the ground, and the Qing soldiers took their lives like chopping melons and vegetables, while those men and women were slaughtered by the Qing soldiers as if they were resigned to their fate. Even many men and women who did not dare to send forward to their deaths knelt on the ground and let the Qing soldiers cut their necks. From beginning to end, they neither cried nor shouted, and none of them resisted. Perhaps, what they want more is to be reincarnated as soon as possible, so that they don't have to suffer sins in this world again.

The dead were quickly pulled aside, either to fill in the traps dug by the Ming army, or they were stacked directly on the side, becoming the object of warning for those who came after them.

Those headless corpses with their necks cut off or poor people with four strands cut off seem to be the Qing soldiers deliberately telling the next group of people: Look, this is the end of disobedience!

The men were crying, the women were screaming, but none of them dared to turn back. They could only stumble up with their eyes closed.

Seeing the little sisters coming, those Qing soldiers had hideous smiles on their faces, and they pointed at these women they played with every day with the tip of their knives, and their mouths were lewd. Swinging strange screams. Xiaomei couldn't understand what these Qing soldiers were talking about, because they were northerners. I heard that these northerners came from far away Guan.

For this attack, Line Guoan waited for more than ten days, and also deployed for more than ten days, down to the point that which soldiers were responsible for driving away the cannon fodder, which soldiers were responsible for leading the cannon fodder, and which soldiers were responsible for cutting and killing the cannon fodder were all deployed one by one.

Xian Guoan has always thought that he is a perfect person, and everything in front of him also confirms that he is a perfect person. The offensive was proceeding in an orderly manner, as he had done and expected beforehand. There may still be some flaws, but at least, the Ming army in Xiaobeishan was really exhausted by him. Before the war, some of the subordinates worried that the cannon fodder would turn back and mess with their own soldiers and horses out of fear, and even the line Guoan never considered this issue when deploying. Because he understood from his investigation, the Taiping army in Xiaobeishan was completely defending, and they had no ability to fight back against cannon fodder, and Liuzhou City, the only one capable of doing so, was now completely unmoved. Perhaps, the defenders of Liuzhou naively thought that this time the Qing army's offensive was the same as the previous ten days, and they were doing useless work.

"Release, release!"

Lin Zhensheng's voice was hoarse, but there was not much sound around him.

"Why don't you let it go!"

Lin Zhensheng pulled over a soldier and asked him loudly. The soldier handed him the cowhide bag containing the medicine with a bitter face, "My lord, there is no medicine!" ”

Not only did this soldier run out of medicine, but Lin Zhensheng's other subordinates also had medicine.

A gun without medicine is not as good as a burning stick, and the same is true for a gun without medicine.

The defense line of Xiaobeishan was in danger, and in the city of Liuzhou, Shao Jiugong, the governor of Guangxi, was calculating how many men and horses the Qing army would lose this time

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In the past two days, I was looking for a house to rent in the town, and my son had to go to the town for a large class in the second half of the year, so that he would directly enter the town's central primary school next year, and the relocation house of the bones might be divided in the second half of the year, and it would definitely have to be renovated at that time, so the bones and his wife decided to rent a house in the town, so that they didn't have to run back and forth in the second half of the year, and it was convenient for their son to go to school. Because of the matter of finding a house, plus there are relatives coming over, the bones have been updated less in the past two days, so I'm sorry for everyone.

Tomorrow, I will try to have a few more sessions, move the morning after tomorrow, and go to have a personal affair at noon, but I promise not to drink. After coming back, I will go to the Internet café to update the code word, and it will take about three days to move the broadband machine. Updates will no longer be interrupted.

When people reach middle age, there are many things.

I owe a total of five chapters now.,Five more that day bragging about it.,The result is only two more.,Three chapters less.,Plus the two chapters owed yesterday),I promise to make up for it around the 20th.。

Today's two shifts are over. (To be continued.) )